WotM - The Play! (Version 2.0)

[Sivoncé™]

;D Are we ready to rummbleee?

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(( hellz yeah ))


Narrator 2: As (somewhat) continued (from a much later date), the curtains open on the lush, beautiful landscape of the Wolves of the Mist World. Note the Sheerans, Destinians, Yozorans, and Siverians… as well as Blood Mist… and maybe the rogue lands, or spiritual places… and stuffz… and all that… *trails off*

(Destinian Terra)

Euphrates enters the scene, pacing around a clearing, clearly troubled.

Euphrates: -thoughts- EveryoneIknowisgonnadieohgod.

Euphrates sits in his solitary emo basket to await further instructions.

(Siverian Camp)

--

(Sheeran Camp)

Coop is a-strollin’ about the Sheeran grounds, eyes keen for a lovely lady. As per usual.

Coop: *mischievious eyes* -thoughts- The b*tches are in fine form tonight.

(Yozoran Terra)

Bain, donning his Hades skull-mask, sits atop a hill and contemplates the meaning of the universe, and other deep philosophical issues.

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

Sanceul: -thoughts- That’s it, it’s official. Imma killing Morgan. He can regenerate all he fleeping wants—he’s dead.

Sanceul prowls onward, stalking her “prey”.

(Twilight Realm)

--

(Hellfire)

Due to the absence of its normal residence, the realm is mostly quiet. Somewhere, a soft ding of an elevator is heard, along with an echoing monotone “You have reached your floor. Please watch your step and have a nice day.”

[Sivoncé™]

Narrator 3: Please note that Narrator 3 is extremely overjoyed to be part of the narration staff. Now stop reading the narration and get to the action!

(Destinian Territory)

Fireflight enters also, and appears to be leaving the nusery with six bundles of fluff complaining rather loudly about her leaving. She sees Euphrates in his basket and attempts to walk over to him.

Fireflight: Honey what's with the basket --

Fireflight is forced to the ground as said bundles of fluff join forces in a power-tackle. It would appear she is now unconscious.

(Siverian Camp)

Annelise sits comfortably in the healer den, sorting herbs. She passes by a puddle of water that leaked through the den roof and is startled at her reflection

Annelise: -thoughts- Where did my leg go and when did I get pregnant?

(Sheeran Camp)

After a very strange dream in which she'd gone to hell and was reincarnated, Siveria, a resident of the Twilight Realm, wakes up in the middle of the Sheeran camp. Blinking sleep from her eyes, she wanders about the place with rising fear.

Siveria: -thoughts- Sheesh, was that wolfnip trippy, or what!

(Yozoran Territory)

Assyria wanders into Yozoran territory with a giant headdress. She sits down next to Bain and sticks her tongue out at him.

Assyria: My hat is hotter than yours, you fiend!
Assyria: -thoughts- MUST KILL FIREFLIGHT! Dayum, this guy's kinda hot...MUST KILL FIREFLIGHT!

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

Damien spots a squirrel in the forest and drops into a hunter's crouch. After a short prowl, he leaps at his prey.

Damien: GRAR I WILL EAT YOU!

Damien suddenly realized the squirrel was really Sanceul and backs away in horror.

Damien: OMG-ARE-YOU-HURT-DO-YOU-NEED-A-BANDAID?
Damien: -thoughts- BAD DAMIEN!


(Twilight Realm)

Rhain, the goddess of spring, busies herself with growing trippy wolfnip.

(Hellfire)
Coughing back smoke and dust, Regulus finds himself in a pitch dark chamber. The fire from the realm is completely gone, leaving nothing but a barren wasteland and a glowing red exit-sign in the far distnace. Dust and smoke sting at his eyes.

Regulus: -thoughts- where the hell is the light switch for this place?

After a fruitless search, Regulus finds himself exhausted. As a last resort, he claps his paws together. The realm immediately lights with a pale orange glow.

Regulus: Are you serious? They were clap-ons the whole time?!

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(Destinian Territory)

Euphrates: -biting wrist- Hmm… oh, what—?

Euphrates whirls around, seeing Fireflight crash to the ground under a mountain of fluffles.

Euphrates: o.o AWAY WITH YOU, CHILDREN! OR I’LL SEND YOU TO YOUR GRANDMOTHER!

Ramses: We have a grandmother?

Euphrates: …NO, WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT? Now let your mother breathe! –swoops down over Fireflight + dramatic posing- Fireflight, please, are you alright??

(Siverian Camp)

Shade sneaks ninja-style into the Siverian Camp, avoiding the laws of improbability that anyone would see him, and head behind the healer’s den.

Shade: -thoughts- At long last! I shall see my beloved once more!

Shade begins to dig at the base of the den from the outside.

(Sheeran Camp)

Coop sighs with a certain gloominess in his eyes.

Coop: Ho-hum. –thoughts- I guess this isn’t the best day after all—woah, whose that!?

Coop looks up, noticing a regal silver beauty appearing in front of him. His mouth drops happily.

Coop: -thoughts- Meh, maybe more adult than my usual, but hey, mature ladies know best… ‘sides, I’m sure Missing won’t mind me having a little fun…?

Coop smoothes his hair back with a paw and gets to work.

Coop: ‘scuse me, miss, but do you know what'd look good on you? –smile/pause- Me. Wanna do lunch?

(Yozoran Territory)

Bain: -thoughts- Wut? Excuse me?

Bain stares blankly at Assyria, crickets chirping loudly nearby.

Bain: On the contraire, mademoiselle, though it is quite nice, mine possesses a more symbolic authority, I would have to submit.

A long pause. More crickets.

Bain: …so… I hear a masquerade is coming up. We are prepared, it would seem, no?

(Loner/Rogue Lands)
Sanceul yelps, slammed to the ground, eyes bugging out as Damien lurched in for the kill. Thankfully, he backs off, and she is left dusting her coat with a few licks. Not even a scratch.

Sanceul: Oof, be a little more—wha? –stares at horrified Damien- Erm… no, really, I’m okay… savvy? Imma due to fight someone in a minute, so… rain check on this bandaid? –nervous laughter, backing away-

(Twilight Realm)

Lupus approaches, a nervous expression on his muzzle.

Lupus: -thoughts- AHAHA, no— it was not an affair! Not even close! We just… bonded. Y’know, over the… open fire. Roasting our enemies to a kill and spreading the ashes. As friends. Just friends. Rio and Raku are liars. Friends. And Rhain doesn’t know, doesn’t need to know. She probably wouldn’t even care. No, she’d find it funny. Better than funny. Hilarious. Isithotinhereisitjustme?

Lupus: -cough/smile- Hi, honey. W-whatcha doing?

(Hellfire)

A mysterious, authoritative voice suddenly shakes Hellfire, deep with resonating impact.

Voice: Regulus, you are guilty of cold, malicious behavior in the living realm. Do you accept responsibility for your actions? And—no, stop flickering the lights. That’s childish.

[Sivoncé™]

(Destinian Territory)

Fireflight lurches back into consciousness as Euphrates scolds the children away. She stands up and dusts herself off, suddenly glaring at Euphrates with a raised brow.

Cleopatra: Momma, what's a Grandmother?

Fireflight: A very, very, terrifying animal that is also extremely ugly and rabid. Don't worry, your father was just trying to scare you into getting off of me, dearest.

Fireflight turns to Euphrates, brow still raised.

Fireflight:...wasn't he?
Fireflight: -thought- There will be a showdown in the near future, and me and miss mama-in-law are gonna DUKE IT OUT BIG TIME! IMMA KILL THAT CRAZAY BIZNATCH!

(Siverian Camp)

Annelise is petrified by her pregnant three-legged form, but is distracted from gasping at her reflection in horror by an odd scuffling noise outside of the den. She step outside and finds her mate digging furiously at the edge of the den.

Annelise: If you're looking for buried treasure, it's in my belly. See if there's a leg in there, though, will you? I seem to be suddenly lacking one.

(Sheeran Camp)

Siveria sways dizzily on her paws, her legs weak from the apparent effects of some serious 'nip. Her hazy vision locks on Coop. Suddenly, her vision becomes very clear and her expression becomes severe.

Siveria: Honey, I'm old enough to be your great-grandmother. That is disgusting.

Sivvy was suddenly feeling rather queasy from the after effects of the wolfnip. She bent over and groaned.

Siveria: -thoughts- don't puke, don't puke...

(Yozoran Territory)

Assyria stares blankly at Bain.

Assyria: -thoughts- MUSTKILLFIREFLIGHT....why is he speaking French? I'm from the Middle effing East! I'm not a Mademoiselle, I'm an --
Assyria: Actually, my dear, I'm an anissa. And yes, it would appear we are well-clothed for the Promenade. Of course, I've yet to pin down an escort who can handle someone so exotic as myself.
Assyria: -thoughts- KILLFIREFLIGHT....mrrrow!

(Loner/Rouge Lands)

Damien smiles guiltily, but shows a sudden spark of interest as he gazes back at Sanceul.

Damien: Wait...are you going after that Apocalypse chick who tried to bite our faces off?

Damien proceeded to crack his knuckles and waggle his eyebrows.

Damien: You up for a tag-team job?

(Twilight Realm)

Rhain turns to study Lupus with a suspicious gaze. Her expression was stern and serious.

Rhain: Why do you have that look on your face like you just did something incredibly stupid? Oh god -- please tell me you're not going to mentally, emotionally, or physically abuse me again?

(Hellfire)

Regulus is startled by the sudden booming voice, but feels spiteful. He begins to clap in a steady rhythm.

Regulus: Look, it wasn't me, it was the girls, I swear! It's not my fault women want me! They can't help themselves!

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(Destinian Territory)

Euphrates: -relief followed by weak smile/laughter- Oh, hehe… yeah, of course. Just… just a tall tale is all.

Ramses: Momma says you tell a lot of those ‘tails’—like how the sky is blue.

Euphrates: …what? Oh, nevermind—go play with the others. –thoughts- I don’t need this—I starred in an animated feature. Besides, I… uh…

Euphrates notices Fireflight’s stare.

Euphrates: Ummm… Fireflight, love… you don’t look very happy.

Euphrates: -thoughts- Well, it’s not like Babylonia is actually a bad caregiver—no, wait! Don’t think that! These crazy mother chicks can read minds!

Imhotep: Mum, who is Assyria?

(Siverian Camp)

After several moments of not noticing/paralyzed shock, Shade manages to react.

Shade: …wait, you… ate your own leg? –not comprehending-

(Sheeran Camp)

Coop: -momentarily falters- Erm… but why should age come between us? Loveliness is a rare jewel never to be taken for granted—it does not discriminate. It is blind, as they say. Besides, did you know your fur and my den are perfectly color coordinated? –devilish grin-

(Yozoran Territory)

Bain: Aha, I see. I apologize for my error. –deep in thought- Now… perhaps… you would consider me as an escort? My façade is intimidating, so I have been told, and I would most certainly ward off any unworthy ‘handlers’ of such exotic a creature.

Pause.

Bain: That, and we match.

(Loner/Rouge Lands)

Sanceul stares blankly at Damien.

Sanceul: …sure, that sounds nice. You go off and find her, and bring her back. I’ll search that way.

Sanceul: -thoughts- And kick Morgan’s arse. EVERYONE WINS.

Voice in Sanceul’s Head: Don’t you think you should attempt to work on your parental issues rather than try to—

Sanceul: -thoughts- *foaming at mouth* NOOOTHEYALLMUSTDIE.


(Twilight Realm)

Lupus: I, uh, erm, um, uh, erg…

Blank stare.

Lupus: …rose? –brings out rose-

Lupus: -thoughts- THISHASTOWORKITALWAYSWORKSITSLIKEOURSIGNATUR—wait, did she just accuse me of domestic abuse?

(Hellfire)

Voice: It was not the fault of women, Regulus, but of your lack of control. Now, stop that—

The lights suddenly go out with a sputter, including the Exit light. The Voice is suddenly less booming.

Voice: …aw, dammit. Now the electricity’s out.

[Sivoncé™]

(Destinian Terra)

Fireflight ignores her mate to answer her child's question.

Fireflight: Imhotep! That is a terrible, terrible cuss word and I don't ever want you saying Assyria again! You're too young to become a potty mouth!

She turns back to Euphrates with a satisfied smirk.

Fireflight: Nope, I'm all good.

(Siverian Camp)

Annelise blinks back at Shade in disbelief.

Annelise: Did you eat my leg? Oh, and by the way, I'm pregnant.

(Sheeran Camp)

Siveria mutters darkly under her breath.

Siveria: I'm sorry darling, but I have far better things to do than you. Now where's Blood Mist? I want to dismantle their leadership.

Siv trips on a rock and falls flat on her face. She is unable to get up due to pukish sensations from overdose of wolfnip.

Narrator 3: Just say no to drugs.

(Yozoran Terra)

Assyria: -thoughts- KILLFIREFLIGHT.....he's got such good taste in hats...

Assyria: Very, well, I suppose you shall do....that is, if you know how to dance properly? -raises suggestive brow-

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

Damien nods enthusiastically, but pauses before he heads off in pursuit of tha crazay chick they duked it out with a few nights before.

Damien: -sees foam at Sanceul's mouth- ...er...love, I think you missed a bit of toothpaste this morning...

(Twilight Realm)

Rhain stares at the rose for a moment, appearing confused.

Rhain:...wolfnip? -brings out wolfnip-

Rhain: -thoughts- OHNOHEBROUGHTOUTTHEROSESSOMETHING'SUP!

(Hellfire)

Regulus tilts his head back and lets out an evil cackle as the lights go out.

Regulus: -thoughts- NOW THE VOICES CAN'T SEE ME, MWAUH HA HA --- oh sh*t, now I can't get out of here...

Regulus resorts to wandering in a random direction and hoping he'll find the exit before the voice discovers him.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(Destinian Terra)

Imhotep: -deep frown- Oh, no! I’m sorry!!

Ramses: HAHA—you said ‘Assyria’!!

Euphrates: -raises a brow- Erm…

Euphrates: -thoughts- Y’know… maybe it’s just the wolfnip I had this morning, but maybe I should actually try to talk things over with this… ‘cuss word’.

Euphrates: I… think I’ll go for a walk. Be back later. –exits-

(Blood Mist Camp)

Later that day, Euphrates wanders onto the premises.

(Siverian Camp)

Shade faints.

(Sheeran Camp)

After the second rejection, Coop is about to retire, when she suddenly faints. He stands over her.

Coop: -thoughts- SCORE!

Coop’s Conscience: -slap-

Coop: -thoughts- Ow… erm, well… she looks hurt. Possibly unable to breathe, or something. I could always go Zentura-style and do CPR? It’s a win-win.

Narrator 2: NOOO! STOP!!

Coop: Wha—a Narrator?? What’re you—

Narrator 2: YOU MUSTN’T!! DO YOU REALIZE HOW DELICATE THE BALANCE OF FANGIRLISM IS??

Coop: -blank- …fangirlism…?

Narrator 2: YES! As sickening as it is, somewhere out there, way out in the interwebz, are vulture-ish fangirls who seek to “ship”, or otherwise support, crack pairings such as this!!

Coop: …”this”…?

Narrator 2: QUICK, TAKE IT ALL BACK—BEFORE THE SHIPPERS/OBSESSIVE FANGIRLS FIND OUT! BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!

Shippers/Fangirls: *puts down binoculars* OMG!! CPR!? COOP x SIVERIA 4EVUR!!! <3 <3 <3

Narrator 2: D: D: D: NO! *sob* It’s lost… all lost…

Coop slowly creeps up to Siveria, thinking better of CPR, and prods her with a paw.

(Yozoran Terra)

Bain: …yes, but I am not comfortable showing my abilities. –resists the urge to give in to music- I… really rather not.

Bain: -thoughts- No… no. That song is stuck in my head again. This is… unacceptable.

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

Sanceul: Just a little under the weather—I’ll get over it. Good bye Damien.

Sanceul waves a paw and attempts to quickly head in the opposite direction.

Meanwhile, Morgan is relaxing somewhere in the distance, humming show tunes.

(Twilight Realm)

Lupus: …thank you. –takes- It’s, uh… just wanted to see how my girl’s been doing. –wide smile-

(Hellfire)

Voice: MWAHAHA—serves you right. Luckily, I have… dangit, where are my matches…

There’s a shuffling noise, followed by a grunt.

Voice: …whatever, stay put. I’m coming to find you.

[Sivoncé™]

(Destinian Terra)

Fireflight giggles nervously as Euphrates departs, sending him a reproachful glare as he does so. She decides to turn his emo basket into a snuggle basket and climbs in with her puppehs.

Hatshepsut: -climbs into basket- But Mama....what does 'Assyria' mean?

Akenaten: Hatshepsut you just said it! HATSHEPSUT HAS POTTY IN HER MOUTH!

(Blood Mist Camp)

Babylonia's mouth drops to the ground.

Babylona: HE CAME BACK TO ME! MY LITTLE BOY'S COME HOME!!!

(Siverian Camp)

Annelise hesitates, wondering if she should attempt to resuscitate her mate. Instead, she proceeds to search the small hole he'd dug for her missing leg.

(Sheeran Camp)

Siveria wakes up, but is feeling even more discombobulated than before.

Siveria: Did I just hear somebody shouting about--

Narrator 3: COOP X SIVERIA = SOOP!!!

Siv gives Coop a death glare.

Siveria: What did you do?

(Yozoran Terra)

Assyria narrows her eyes.

Assyria: I won't be going anywhere with you unless you show me you're worthy of a creature such as myself. Dance, fool!

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

Damien plops down by himself.

Damien: -thoughts- I'm just a big, fluffeh puppeh with bad teeth....

(Twilight Realm)

Rhain sighs heavily.

Rhain: -thoughts- Why haven't I filed for divorce yet?

Rhain: Spit it out already, or I'll give you the trippy stuff like I had to do with poor Sivvy.

(Hellfire)

Regulus prowls around like a stealthy ninja.

Regulus: -thoughts- CAN'T TOUCH THIS dunnananun, danun, danun CAN'T TOUCH THIS!

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(Destinian Terra)

--

(Blood Mist Camp)

Euphrates: Oh, hi… mom. Do you have, erm, time to talk? ‘cause, I mean, I could come back later if this isn’t a good time. Or, not at all… if you want… uh… Assyria isn’t home, isn’t she?

(Siverian Camp)

Shade: -wakes up in a fit of seizures- Wait… PREGNANT?? As in… with our children?? When, how—ohwaitIguessIknowhow—but when?

(Sheeran Camp)

Coop: Nothing you didn’t secretly want me to.

Coop’s Conscience: -slap-

Coop: I mean nothing.

(Yozoran Terra)

Bain grimaces, but reluctantly stands, grabs a hat and a white suit, and does…
THIS.

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

Sanceul: -thoughts- At last, he’s gone… now, where is my—

Sanceul runs into Morgan.

Morgan: … o.0;; Wait, I haven’t deviously planned for you yet—

Sanceul and Morgan begin to duke it out. Due to Sanceul’s physical shortcomings, however, she is soon to put the quarrel on pause.

Sanceul: HEY, Props guy!

A Stage Wolf Appears.

Stage Wolf: You called?

Sanceul: Yeah—do you mind, y’know… evening the field a bit?

Morgan: That’s cheating!

Sanceul: Suck it, Daddio—aha!

Sanceul is given a light saber, thus fueling WotM’s constant Star Wars references evening the playing field.

(Twilight Realm)

Lupus: It’s, uh… just, uhh… IT’SALLRIO’SFAULTHE’SBEINGALIARANDNOONESHOULD
LISTENTOHIMBECAUSEHE’SMAKINGSTUFFUPABOUTME
ANDTHISCHICKSODON’TBELIEVEITHELIES.

Lupus breathes heavily.

Lupus: …rose?

(Hellfire)

Voice: OH YEAH?? –throws knives into the dark- DANCE, PUPPET, DANCE!

[Sivoncé™]

(Destinian Terra)

Fireflight: -snoozing in snuggle basket- Huh? Oh, it just means butt, honey, but I don't want you saying that to anyone...or maybe it's an STD... -snores-

The children giggle secretively to themselves.

Akenaten: Hey, Ramses, you're an Assyria! wanna know why? Cause your face looks like butt!

(Blood Mist Camp)

Babylonia's eyes glitter diabolically.

Babylonia: Oh, sweetheart, you've come home! Come and sit with your mother, won't you, and tell me all about how you've become such a brave and mighty warrior! It's okay to finally come to the dark side, honey -- we have cookies!

Babylonia pushes a heaping plate of ooey-gooey, warm chocolate chip cookies towards Euphrates with an overly-enthusiastic expression.

(Siverian Camp)

Annelise raises a skeptic eyebrow.

Annelise: Okay, so if you know how, you should also remember when.

Annelise -thoughts- ...does he not remember we spent a solid month under a tree in a dark, cozy den with no one except that annoying Weed who left us in peace for his own good?

(Sheeran Camp)

Siveria snarled and cussed under her breath.

Siveria: You really think you're smooth, don't you? Honey, trust me, you can't handle me. I'm too much for you, sweet cheeks. Why don't you go run along and play with girls your own age?

Siveria: -thoughts- Remember your marriage vows.....technically I'm not married...wait, but I would be if wolves did that more often....aw, crud, this kid's gettin' to me!

(Yozoran Terra)

Assyria: -thoughts- oh....my....wolven....he's so mine!

Assyria tilts her head and bats her eyelashes.

Assyria: ....damn.

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

Damien observes the flashy lightsaber.

Damien: -thoughts- I could get one two and we could pair up and -- wait, she was kinda poopooing the teamwork thing...meh

Damien: ....hey, stage wolf, can I have a cape?

A Stage Wolf hands Damien a cape.

Damien: ...... ;D

(Twilight Realm)

Rhain considers intoxicating Lupus with truth-telling herbs, sorta like they do in Harry Potter with verateserum or something like that.

Rhain: .....Lupus, are you and Rio having an affair?

(Hellfire)

Regulus snarls at his invisible pursuer.

Regulus: COME DOWN HERE AND FACE ME YOU COWARD! FIGHT ME FOR REAL! YOU CAN'T DO NOTHIN' TO ME--

THUD.

Regulus is impaled with a knife and falls to the ground with tweety-birds circling his head.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(Destinian Terra)

Imhotep: …“STD”? :c

Ramses: Hey, shut up! You know what? That makes you a… a… Babylonia!

Imhotep gasps, but has no idea what it means.

Isis, already sitting a bit distant from the others, tilts her head in confusion, and wanders off while her siblings bicker.

(Blood Mist Camp)

Euphrates: Er, thanks, mom… wait, doesn’t chocolate kill canines? –pause- …never mind, anyway— I, uh, came to tell you… er, wait. Can you promise me that you won’t, y’know, kill any of my loved ones first? Like… Fireflight, specifically.

(Siverian Camp)

Shade: -slow- …oh, um… then.

Shade stares awkwardly, still unable to function correctly.

Shade: …that’s… that’s how long into the pregnancy, then?

(Sheeran Camp)

Coop: Nothing’s too much for the Coopster, miss—that’s my name, by the way (don’t wear it out). Coop. What’s yours? –magically produces flowers in his paws- Do you happen to be seeing anyone? Any husbands I should know about?

(Yozoran Terra)

Bain eventually comes a stop, removing the hat and suit, and clears his throat.

Bain: …………………………………………………………………………so, yay or nay?

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

The two, unaware of Damien’s cape-ness thus far, manage to fight their way to a cliff’s edge, where a fallen tree is extending over the ledge. In one lunge, Morgan manages to gain control of the lightsaber, and takes of Sanceul’s arm.

Sanceul: AGAGHGHALGHASLKfjljaksfgjoakjlfa!!!!!!

Sanceul falls onto the fallen tree, almost falling over the edge. Morgan stands over her, wielding the light saber.

Morgan: Sanceul… -cough- -adjust to deeper voice- Sanceul, there is no escape. Don’t make me destroy you. Sanceul, you have not yet realized your importance. You have only begun to discover your power. Join me, and we will complete your training. With our combined strength, we can end this destructive conflict, and bring order to the galaxy.

Sanceul: I’ll never join you!

Morgan: If only you knew about the power of the dark side.

Narrator 2: THEY HAVE COOKIES.

Morgan and Sanceul stare, but dismiss it.

Morgan: Obi Wan never told you what happened to your father.

Sanceul: He told me enough—he told me you killed him!

Morgan: No. I am your father.

-cue dramatic music-

Sanceul: No… no… that’s not true… that’s impossible!!

Morgan: Search your feeling, Sanceul. You know it to be true.

Sanceul: NOOOOOOOO!!!

Morgan: Join me—wait… wait, something’s wrong. Stage Wolf, I need an epic cape. Where’s my cape?

Stage Wolf: Erm… I’m afraid I just gave our only available cape away.

Morgan: What?? To who??

(Twilight Realm)

Lupus: -perks up/drops rose- EXCUSE me?

A loud yelp, followed by hysterical laughter, echoes in the distance.

Distant Voice: YES!

Lupus: LIESSSSS!

(Hellfire)

Voice: AHA!! GOT YOU DIDN’T I—oof!

The Voice trips and falls onto Regulus, unable to see in the darkness.

Voice: …ouchies…

[Sivoncé™]

(Destinian Terra)

Hatshepsut slinks stealthily after her sister Isis, not wanting to be further accused of having potty in her mouth.

Hatshepsut: -thoughts- I'm such a sneaky little thing!

Hatshepsut waggles her behind and pounces on Isis. She promptly pins her down and whispers frantically into her ear.

Hatshepsut: shhhdon'ttell! I have the greatest adventure EVERRR!

-Dramatic Pause-

Hatshepsut: -whispering- let's go find a grandmother!

(Blood Mist Camp)

Babylonia: -stuffs cookies in her mouth- nom nom no-can-do! nom nom

Babylona: -thoughts- killherwithcookies!

(Siverian Camp)

Annelise clears her throat and speaks in an analytical scientist voice.

Annelise: Well, judging on how long it took for Sivvy to give me a birthing thread, how big my belly is bulging, and the fact that our babies had to devour my leg as nutrients, I'm going to gander a guess and say I'm just about done with my fifth trimester. How about you?

(Sheeran Camp)

Siveria: -sees flowers and gets big googey eyes-

Siveria: Haha, well, I do have this soulmate, but um-- ooh, haha, my name's Siveria. But you can just call me Sivvy

Siveria: -grabs flowers and inhales-

(Yozoran Terra)

Assyria: YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY! -squeals and grabs Bain in a huggle-

-Awkward silence-

Assyria backs away laughing nervously and dusts Bain off with her paw for good measure. She makes an attempt to hide her giddy grin and remain professionally detached.

Assyria: -fangirl grin- Yay.

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

Cue superhero theme music.

Damien: -charging Morgan- I SHALL SAVE YOU SANCEUL!

Damien: DON'T MESS WIT THA DAMIEN-ATOR! -snatches lightsaber and flies away-

(Twilight Realm)

Rhain: -facepalm- -thoughts- WHY ME?!?!

Rhain: Okay, like I said. Spit it out....or I'll get the trippy stuff!

Rhain begins mixing a toxic and potentially poisonous brew of wolfnip and some other crap that is unidentifiable.

(Hellfire)

Regulus magically floats to his feet -- with aid of the dizzy tweety-birds -- and shakes the knife out of his body.

Regulus: HA HA! CAN'T KEEEL ME, FOOL! WANNA KNOW WHY?! CUZ I'M ALREADY DEAD! HA!

Regulus skips cheerfully away into the darkness and sticks his tongue out at the Voice.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(Destinian Terra)

Isis is surprised, but quickly recovers, and grins mischievously.

Isis: I was gonna see where Dad was going, but that works too. What do they look like?

(Blood Mist Camp)

Euphrates: -sigh- Mom… I have something very important to tell you, and I need you to stop plotting to kill my bride before I can tell you! See, this is exactly why I didn’t come back—this entire pack’s like a Kill Bill flick on crack.

(Siverian Camp)

Shade: …you mean like the Winter Goddess? And, erm… ‘me’…? Are you asking me if I’m pregnant? –dizzy stare- …’cause I don’t think so.

(Sheeran Camp)

Coop: -thoughts- OH YEA COOP-MISTA IS DOIN’ FINE.

Coop: Well then, that’s a mighty beautiful name you have there. And if I might offer you a treat as well? –offers chocolates-

Coop: -thoughts- True, I stole them from Babylonia, and I’m not quite sure wolves can tolerate chocolate, but hey, it’s not like she’ll miss ‘em—she has all those cookies, last I checked.

(Yozoran Terra)

Bain stares blankly at Assyria, eyes bulging as she glomps him. He is surprised, and cannot decide how to react, and so remains silent as she brushes him off.

Bain: Excellent.

A random Stage Wolf runs out, places shades on Bain’s snout to emphasis his coolness, and runs out.

Narrator 2: Wuttapimp.

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

Morgan: Huh…? YOU again??

Morgan is knocked over as Damien steals the ligthsaber, falling off the nearby cliff. Sanceul, now realizing that she is holding on to the edge with only one arm and no thumbs, falls as well. Somehow, denying all logic, they tumble into a wormhole that opened at the base of the cliff, and into an alternate dimension (see Alternate Loner/Rogue Lands).

(Alternate Loner/Rogue Lands)

Sanceul and Morgan land on top of each other, on top of the cliff. Groaning, they get up and study their surroundings. Two wolves looking exactly like Morgan and Sanceul stare back at them.

Sanceul: Aw, god, now there’s two of you bastards?

The other Morgan suddenly runs forward. Sanceul braces for a blow, but the other Morgan instead glomps her and proceeds to hug and kiss her.

Anti-Morgan: LUPUS BE PRAISED—I NOW HAVE ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER! CAN LIFE GET ANY MORE WONDERFUL??

Anti-Sanceul: I don’t know, pops—she has a bit of a foul tongue.

Anti-Morgan: Nonsense, these things can be changed, with time and love. Oh, baby girl, where did you come from?

Sanceul: …….. D:

Morgan: WTF? Who are you, and what are you doing to my daughter?

Anti-Morgan: Huh? Oh, a handsome fellow. Is this your daughter? Well, you must be some other version of myself, but I welcome you all the same. She’s safe with me, don’t you worry. Now, then, how is your Blood?

Morgan: …touchy subject. Can I have my daughter back please?

Anti-Sanceul: Well, he said please—looks like it’s just Sanceul with the manner issue. Maybe you should give her a lesson, Pops?

Anti-Morgan: Wonderful idea, darling! Come with me, hun—we’ll go have a little session. Won’t be long.

Sanceul: Hey, I don’t need no therapy or manners ‘n’ shit…

Against her complaints, Anti-Morgan drags Sanceul off into the woods, leaving Anti-Sanceul and Morgan alone beside the wormhole. Morgan stares distastefully at Anti-Sanceul. After a few moments, Anti-Sanceul leaps into Morgan’s arms.

Anti-Sanceul: OH, Pops, what’s it like on the other side? Can you tell me a story?

Morgan: … -.-; please tell me there isn’t an annoying boyfriend in this world too…?

Anti-Sanceul: A who?

(Twilight Realm)

Lupus: HEY, HE LIES—I’m tellin’ ya, I was just hanging out with New Moon—you know, she’s been a good friend lately—but then Rio and Raku started being all nuts and saying lies ‘n’ stuff and… I don’t cheat on women, I swear!!

(Hellfire)

The Voice gets up, but its voice modifier has malfunctioned. When the Voice speaks again, it is revealed that it is actually a female voice.

Voice: Crap… you’re paying for that.

The Voice chases after the sound of Regulus’ paws.

Voice: Hey, you might be dead, but you’re in Hell, bitch. I CAN STILL TORTURE YOU. SO C’MERE!

[Sivoncé™]

(Destinian Terra)

Hatshepsut peers cautiously over her shoulder to make sure she and her sister are not being overheard. She bends close to Isis' ear and whispers.

Hatshepsut: I think Mom said they're big, ugly, and scary. Just think of how scared the others will be! It'll be awesome!

Narrator 3: It would appear that Hatshepsut has inherited the malicious streak that began with her *dun dun dun* GRANDMOTHER!

Hatshepsut scratches her ear.

Hatshepsut: Did you hear that? I thought it said something like...like grandmother! Do you think we've found it already?

Narrator 3: Aw, crap! -runs and hides-

(Blood Mist Camp)

Babylonia sighs in exasperation and hits the pause button on her iPlotToKillFireflight Nano.

Babylonia: Okay, now what important thing did you want to tell me, sweetheart?

(Siverian Camp)

Annelise shakes her head in frustration.

Annelise: No, not my Mother, I mean that cat-flapping thing that gets in everyone's business and has an annoying habit of narrating everyone's lives.

Narrator 3: I RESENT THAT!

Annelise: -growls- And....well...if I'm pregnant, and...well, we know what happened to start that....shouldn't you be pregnant, too?

(Sheeran Camp)

Siv takes a chocolate and nibbles.

The flavor erupted in her mouth, just like this.

Siv choked and fell to the ground unconscious.

(Yozoran Terra)

Assyria: So....what do you do for fun? I like to hack people up and seek bloody vengeance. Oh, and dancing, of course. That's right up there with the other two.

Crickets: -chirping-

(Loner/Rogue Lands)

A dazed Damien returns, lightsaberless, with a tattered cape.

Damien: -flexing- -thoughts- Dang, that flying thing ain't easy!

He, strangely, does not see to notice he is in the presence of Real Morgan and Other Sanceul.

Narrator 3: -thoughts- "Other Sanceul" makes me think of the Other Mother from Coraline!

(Twilight Realm)

Rhain puts her paws on her hips.

Rhain: You would cheat on a woman, huh? Why do I feel like you're using this as a loophole to get away with your little thing with Rio?

(Hellfire)

Regulus: -thoughts- What have we here, a she-wolf? This changes things....

Regulus: -clears throat- Please pardon me for my rudeness, Madamoiselle. I was a blind man, and I did not realize I was dealing with the truest of beauties. May I have this dance? -bow gesture-